"Is this really just a suit of armor? There's no one in it?"
The warrior holding the spear looked at the golden-armored figure in the moonlight with arrogance surging from his body. His eyes were full of shock and disbelief, as if the knowledge he had built in the first half of his life had been shattered, thrown to the ground, and trampled on.
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"No one, that's just a pair of armor!"
The old man with sad eyes looked at the water and fire stick that had been broken into two pieces in his hand, and then looked up at the appearance of the young man. The depression in his heart suddenly dissipated a lot.
It seems that it is not that the martial arts he learned is simple and easy to learn, nor is it that he has limited talents and knowledge, it is actually that the armor is not a thing of the human world, but belongs to heaven and man, and it is nothing more than that they, who are still ordinary warriors, cannot defeat it.
"Have you seen it?"
After a fight, the gunman who had been beaten to pieces asked reluctantly.
Underneath the armor he hopes for now is a martial arts master who is proficient in all eighteen martial arts. The fight he just had was just to play with him, otherwise it would be too shocking.
"I know what you are thinking. Don't think about it. There is nothing inside. If you don't believe it, you can go up and knock twice after the beating is finished!"
"Is this okay?"
Hearing this, the warrior holding the spear was stunned. Isn't this too rude? After all, this person learned everything about him in an hour and defeated him in turn, even though it was a pair of armor.
"That one doesn't mind such little things!"
The old man squinted his eyes and looked at the figure in golden armor fighting with his old friend holding a pair of swords in the mountain forest that had been razed to the ground, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.
"Here we go again, what a terrifying talent. Lao Li has been thinking about the Red Maple Sword for half his life, and in just a short time, he has mastered it!"
"What a terrifying talent, but luckily it's armor. If it were a human, it would be really disappointing!"
This place was specially chosen to be far away from human habitation. Many warriors who could frighten the tigers and leopards in the forest with just their aura looked at the golden-armored figures flying like dragons in the field and couldn't help but admire them. However, some people couldn't control their little hearts.
thought,
"No matter what kind of technique it is, if it can be passed down from generation to generation, it will definitely create a family that can overwhelm the Jin Dynasty within a hundred years!"
As soon as these words came out, the mountain forest, where people were talking in low voices everywhere, suddenly fell into silence, with only the sound of swords clashing with gold and iron.
"You guys watch what I do, I'm just saying it!"
Wu Fu, who had just lost his mind and spoke what was on his mind for a moment, was stared at so hard that his whole body was numb. A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back unconsciously. He laughed twice and explained.
"You'd better just say it!"
As the leader of the city defense of Anqing Prefecture, the captain glanced at the warrior who spoke out, with an unkind look on his face.
"Don't have thoughts that you shouldn't have. Don't cause trouble for yourself or the people behind you. If you don't want to live anymore, you can commit suicide!"
"Master Cheng, I just said it unintentionally!"
Looking at the captain's armor that symbolized authority on the opponent's body, the warrior who had just made the rude remarks was sweating profusely. He lowered his head and smiled and said, although they are both warriors in the Gangsha realm, their futures are clear at a glance, and there is no comparison.
"Then I will treat your words as unintentional, but I will also tell you in advance that the owner of this divine armor, his brother is now powerful in the Jin Dynasty!"
The captain snorted coldly. Sitting in his current position, he had the habit of reading the Di newspaper regularly. He was well aware of the major events happening in the Jin Dynasty.
After that man was transferred from the capital to the frontier, he killed many people both externally and internally. Correspondingly, his prestige among the local people increased day by day. According to investigations, there were already many
People began to enshrine his longevity tablets in their homes.
Northern Xinjiang, which was originally a little unsettled, has become more stable because of the arrival of that man. Those barbarian kings who have gone too far and invaded the pastures have already begun to give in.
"Yes, yes, thank you for the warning, sir. I will definitely keep it in mind, little one!"
Looking at the other warriors around him who had distanced themselves from him, and even some friends who had been with him before but now didn't even look at him, this warrior felt so regretful that his intestines were blue.
His thoughts were normal. Who wouldn't want this kind of magical thing? There was a person here who had such thoughts, but he didn't think about it and spoke out his thoughts.
"snort!"
Even though the other party had lowered his stance and apologized in a low voice, the captain still didn't give him a good look. He organized this fight. If something went wrong in the future, it would definitely be tied to him, and he didn't want to
Provoked Duke Chengwen, who had already become a powerful figure in Northern Xinjiang.
In the city of Anqing Prefecture, less than fifty miles away from this deserted place, in the empty and lonely courtyard, firebirds spread their wings, crisp vines snaked and climbed on the walls or columns like snakes and pythons, and the peach and plum trees stretched.
Turning branches and leaves, one day is a season, fruitful and luxuriant.
In this courtyard, which is located in a bustling city but looks like a deep mountain valley, the young man spreads his limbs and moves unconsciously. His hands stretch out, and sometimes his palms are like knives, sometimes his fingers are like swords. Wherever he passes, thick stones are thrown.
The bricks broke neatly, and the vines that grew wantonly exploded in pieces.
"Wonderful, so wonderful!"
Feng Qing'an's consciousness was immersed in Minglongjia. He did not interfere with Minglongjia's confrontation with the group of warriors who were summoned. He just settled down and pondered over Minglongjia's martial arts understanding and experience summary.
This armor with a pure mind opens everything to him. He can read Ming Longjia's insights and experiences on martial arts at any time, and can even experience the feeling of competing with warriors from a first-person perspective.
This benefited Feng Qing'an so much that in just a few days, he no longer even needed the assistance of the Minglong Armor, he was able to perfectly control his own power, and with just his fists and feet, he could reach a distance of several feet in the air.
They can all produce quite lethal energy.
Feng Qing'an has been in a good mood these past few days, enjoying the good things he has done, so even if some people have undue thoughts about Minglongjia, he doesn't care.
It is unrealistic for a martial artist to stop thinking about magic weapons when he sees them, just like asking a man to stop thinking evil thoughts when he sees the beauty of the world. As long as he does not take action, it is good. If he dares to take action, he can teach him with his backhand.
These reckless people behave like this.
However, the good times are always short-lived. Fighting with martial artists in actual combat can make Minglongjia advance rapidly in martial arts skills. However, with more and more Gangsha realm warriors, the benefits gained plummet.
When fighting Jiangbei, the first martial artist in the Gangsha Realm, it took Minglongjia a whole night to master his "meaning". When fighting the captain, it took Minglongjia half the time.
Do the same thing.
When fighting against the fifth martial artist, it only took Minglongjia an hour to understand the meaning of the spear, and defeated the opponent with overwhelming force, without even falling into a downturn at the beginning.
This made Feng Qing'an understand why a martial artist would always crave a stronger opponent after defeating his opponent. This is because fighting martial artists of the same level until the end would yield almost no gain and would even be a waste of time.
In some respects, warriors of the same realm are very homogeneous. The "intent" they comprehend can be divided into sword intention, knife intention, fist intention, etc. due to their different preferences for weapons.
But its essence is the same.
One method is applicable to all methods!
After Ming Longjia realized the meaning of the sword on the first night, the various "intentions" he realized from his opponents were just a matter of course and logical.
This is because Minglongjia is extremely talented and has an incredible learning ability in martial arts. No matter what kind of weapon he chooses, he can also learn various weapon usage techniques from his opponents. Otherwise, Feng Qingan would have planned to let him
It will be over in two days to avoid wasting time.
But even so, Feng Qing'an already had the intention to go. He planned to go to the next place after trying all the special delicacies of Anqing Mansion. If he ate from morning to night, it would actually take him a few days.
A strong-blooded warrior could easily eat a cow a day with his belly open. Feng Qing'an was not a warrior, but he already had enough belly to eat a cow.
five days later
At the gate of Anqing Prefecture, a burly man in brocade clothes led a group of soldiers to see off a young man in white. Such a formation caused passers-by to avoid him, but they could not help but cast curious glances and guess his identity.
"Master Feng, are you leaving now? Don't you want to stay a little longer? There are many places in Qing'an City that you haven't been to yet!"
The captain of the city defense camp, who thought he had kept a very low profile, was reluctant to look at the young man in front of him. Now he had tasted the sweetness.
After that night, he communicated with the Divine Armor several times, and each time he benefited a lot. In just a few days, he felt that he had made great progress in martial arts, and he even had a faint glimpse of the path to the Hunyuan Realm.
road.
How could this warrior not be tempted by such a huge promotion? Although he also had a family background, if he wanted to be promoted, he must have the strength to match it.
He is a military commander, and he does not have enough strength to convince the crowd. Even if he is helped up, the position under his butt will not be stable.
"Everything that needs to be gone has gone, and I have tasted everything that needs to be tasted. There is nothing left that deserves my nostalgia. It's time to go to the next place to see!"
Feng Qingan looked at the man in front of him. He knew exactly what this guy was thinking.
It was originally a win-win situation for both sides, but now everything these guys have learned has been basically wiped out by Minglongjia. If they continue to practice with them, Minglongjia will be taken advantage of by them and become their real and nameless one.
Master, how can Feng Qingan be willing to do this?
"Oh, if it weren't for my duty, I would really like to travel around the Jin Dynasty with the young master!"
The captain sighed and said sincerely.
"You don't want to follow me, you want to communicate more with my Minglongjia!"
Feng Qing'an mercilessly exposed the insincere words of the guy in front of him, such as giving up his position, etc. Just listen to it, don't take it seriously.
Not everyone can have such idle pursuits like him. Because he has a promising future that he can see, he doesn't pay much attention to high-ranking officials, generous salaries, and worldly fame and fortune.
The warrior sitting in front of him had spent half his life and even received a lot of support from behind to sit in the position he was sitting in. How could it be possible for him to give up?
"Master, you are joking. Aren't Martial God Armor and you one and the same? If you want to get closer to Martial God Armor, don't you just want to follow you, Master?"
After all, he is a man who can be a captain. Hearing Feng Qingan speak so straightforwardly, he was not embarrassed at all. Instead, he touched the beard on his cheek and laughed.
"Martial God Armor?"
Feng Qingan raised his eyebrows with a playful look on his face.
"Sir, the talent your armor has shown in martial arts is something I have only seen and never heard of in my life. I am not the only one to comment on it. Many martial artists and I feel that sooner or later, your armor will be able to reach the divine realm one day!
"
"Martial arts connects the gods, so you call it the Martial God Armor?"
Feng Qing'an knew that there was only a wrong name, not a wrong nickname.
As long as a martial artist is famous, he will often use the nickname given to him by others as a name. Some warriors have such great names that people will ignore their names.
Martial God Armor is the nickname given to Minglong Armor by these warriors. However, this name is too big and it attracts hatred, so it is simply a set of armor.
If you are a martial artist and dare to call yourself the God of War, you will probably be beaten to death before you can even take eight steps.
"Exactly, in just a few days, my boxing skills have improved quite a lot. If I can follow the young master, I may one day achieve Hunyuan!"
"But you are just thinking about it. If you are willing to resign from the official position, I would not mind accepting you as my follower!"
Feng Qing'an replied half-jokingly, of course he didn't accept the idea of the captain in front of him, he was just joking. There are not many people in this world who can earn fame and fortune, not even the extraordinary Gangsha warrior.
exception.
"Thank you for your kindness, sir. It's a pity that I can't bear it. I didn't get this official position by myself. It all depends on my good birth. Otherwise, it wouldn't be my turn. So I want to resign, but I can't do it myself."
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Even when he heard that the young man in front of him, who only had the honor of being a child, threatened to accept him as a follower, the captain not only did not show any anger, but actually explained seriously.
Because the young man in front of him has such capital, not to mention his brother, just the armor on his body is enough to make many warriors crazy about it. He has an official position and cannot follow him, but others do not!
Are there too many warriors wandering around the world in this world? As long as the reputation of Martial God Armor spreads, wherever this young master goes, countless warriors will surely flock to him like crazy sharks that have smelled the scent of blood.
Whether he wants to establish a martial arts family or not depends entirely on the young master's will. As long as he is willing, a thousand-year-old family will be within easy reach.
No matter how powerful a warrior is, he will eventually die one day, but armor has no longevity limit.